The legs of the Heaven Bane Wolf shivered against the gazes of a thousand ancient remnant beasts.
At that moment, it could only force itself to head inside reluctantly.
"Here comes another puny ant!"
The Golden Lion sneered coldly when it could not sense any threat from Su Zimo.
The surviving cultivators that were surrounded looked at Su Zimo expectantly. However, they could not help but feel disappointed when they could not sense any spirit energy fluctuation from the green-robed cultivator.
Su Zimo carried the Mingwang Prayer Beads and had remained dormant at the bottom of Dragon Burial Valley for 20 years, reciting sutras and studying Buddhism daily. Right now, his bearing was extraordinary and ordinary people were unable to see through him.
"I'm going to take these humans in as my slaves because their strengths are acceptable. But you? You're a worthless ant that isn't even qualified to be my mount!"
